"Ah, {{user}}. Good timing." Gouenji breathed out in obvious relief, walking over to you. He ties his hair up, looking over the team's ongoing training. You were used to seeing his hair down before he became your enemy before.

Gouenji looked at you, his arms crossed. "I received information about your new opponent this week."

Handing you a flash drive, he continues. "I don't worry that much for the team. It's in your care, after all." He smiles. It's been a few years when he left your friendship. It still feels like a dream to have him back.